She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 725: It Happens to Be Her Love Rival

The middle-aged man appeared to be around fifty-four or fifty-five years old. He had short hair, with streaks of silver visible at his temples. He was wearing a dark gray pinstripe suit with a bold, bright red polka dot tie, which was not in line with his usual aesthetic but he wore it nonetheless.

Nora immediately recalled several fragmented scenes in her mind. She had seen that tie before at home, neatly packed in a beautiful box. Curiosity got the better of her, and she opened it briefly, but her father quickly snatched it back, insisting that it was a gift for a client. She had wondered why her father would give a tie as a gift since he usually stuck to gifting expensive liquor and imported cigarettes.

But it turned out that it wasn't a gift for a client at all; it was clearly a gift given to him. And if her intuition was correct, it would most likely be from a woman. Sure enough, Nora's perception proved to be accurate as she soon caught sight of an elegant and tall figure emerging from the diagnostic room.

The woman was wearing a long black floral dress, covering it with a camel-colored double-faced wool coat. Her golden curls cascaded down, revealing a fair and lovely face. That nose, those eyes! It couldn't be anyone other than Jane, that old woman.

Nora and her brother Sean, who were standing a distance away, grew suspicious when they saw their father fawning over this woman. And now, hearing him address her as "Jane," it sent shivers down their spines.

Jane crossed her arms, lifted her proud and delicate chin, and coolly hummed before pretending to be angry, slamming the prenatal examination report into his arms. "Can't you see for yourself? I'm so annoyed right now. I feel like blowing up! I've been telling you to wear protection, but you just don't listen!"

George was taken aback by her sudden outburst and quickly grabbed the prenatal examination report, shifting his gaze downward.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

He focused on the section where the doctor's diagnosis was written: 52 days pregnant! She was truly expecting! Fifty-two days meant it was almost two months ago. That was right about the time he met Jane at the banquet. They fell head over heels for each other and, fueled by some alcohol, quickly ended up in bed together.

Due to the suddenness of their encounter, they didn't take any precautions. After waking up, they both had busy schedules and, perhaps, she had forgotten to take her contraceptive pills! George still held on to traditional beliefs and believed that the more children he had, the better it was for the family's prosperity.

Unfortunately, after giving birth to Sean, Malaya had health complications and couldn't get pregnant again. Over the years, he had been satisfied with having a son and a daughter, considering his life complete. But being able to have another child at his age was something for a man to boast about. It proved that he was still young and not at all old.

George's round chubby face beamed with joy. He was so carried away by his own happiness that he forgot about his surroundings. Ignoring the clandestine nature of their relationship, he picked Jane up horizontally and spun her around a few times in place.

"Jane, Jane, I am so happy! You're amazing. I can't believe I have a son again, hahaha."

"Ah!"

"You jerk, hurry and put me down, this is so embarrassing."

A hearty laugh mixed with Jane's coquettish voice echoed in the hallway, drawing the attention of many around.

This couple, more resembling father and daughter than husband and wife.

George, despite being past fifty, while Jane appeared much younger.

Such an age gap evoked countless scandalous rumors, attracting both envy and disdainful glances.

George, having been given a

reproachful look, grinned foolishly,

scratching the back of his head a

asking, "Jane, now that you're pregnant, is there anything specific you'd like to eat? And is the house too small? I don't want you and our son to be uncomfortable

Jane nodded casually, sighing reluctantly. "It's a bit small, but it's cozy enough. Oh well."

"And you, you're not new to fatherhood, so why the excitement? You really embarrassed me just now!"

"Hehe..."

At this, George couldn't help but heave a sigh gazing hopefully at Jane's belly, spoiled by his

misbehaving son, Sean. "Though not my first time being a father, this is my child with Jane; our precious baby deserves more. Besides, my wayward son may not be up for the responsibility."

Hearing this, Jane's eyes brightened with suppressed excitement. She cooed, hugging his arm. "I don't care about your measly assets." "My child, Jane's precious baby, deserves better. Keep your small company for your incompetent son, so he doesn't starve without you."

Hearing her speak of his son that way, George felt his face darken, attempting to retort but realizing he couldn't list a single virtue of Sean's. Suddenly, two voices echoed simultaneously from the front, resonating through the entire hallway.

Nora remained composed, but Sean, still stuck in his early twenties, couldn't remain unfazed upon hearing his father's intention to leave everything to an outsider, Jane.

Tolerating his discomfort, the seething Sean rushed towards George and pointed accusingly at Jane in his arms. "Dad, what's going on here?"

"S-S-S-Sean? What are you... how did you come here? Oh my, what's happened to you?"

Not only Sean, but Nora also arrived.

The tear-streaked young woman stood before him, her tearful eyes brimming with resentment as she stared at George. "Dad, how could you! Do you think you're being fair to Mom and me?"

With those words, she paused, the coldness and malice hidden in her eyes.

"Anyone could be chosen, so why, why did it have to be her, Jane?"

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